You hear yelling
Your hear sreaming
You see hurting
You see blood
You feel like you dont belong
You feel like your nothing but a speck of dust
in this rotating round object called life
Nobody understands you
Not even you
You want to see people that dont
critisize everyting you do
You want to hear nothing but peaceful sounds
You want to feel nothing but happines
and you want to feel like your not a speck of dust
a big soul that fills the air
You want to runaway
and never come back
Author notes
Life is wasted on the living.
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